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or, Would You Like ____ with That? Working at McDonald’s was in many ways an explicit initiation to Zen practice: the rigorous timing of activities, the rotation of roles, adherence […]

or What I learned from Ronald McDonald and Mr. Checkers Advisory: this post contains “adult language,” one “adult situation,” and partially unbuttoned fast-food uniforms. At San Francisco Zen Center, in

I’ve never been very impressed or spurred on through a predicament by the saying, “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” Any fool can make lemonade out of lemons. If

After a long hiatus, here is a post from February when the blog went dark for a while. The Small Kitchen itself never goes dark, even after nightwatch, even after

Yesterday I was supposed to meet my friends Djinn and Richard in the morning to ride to Golden Gate Park and I could feel myself veering toward staying home, thinking,

“passes through fences, walls and mountains unhindered as if through air”

Shohaku Okumura is here at City Center, talking about the Dogen Fascicle called Jinzu, or, in Carl Bielefeldt’s translation, “Spiritual Powers” Okumura gave this translation today, “activities which cannot be

Today I stopped by the California Academy of Sciences to return two library books I’d barely read. The Eye of the Lynx, and In the Blink of an Eye. I

What? Shundo was standing at the sink, rinsing a cup, as the person next to him pressed down on the coffee carafe, and left the kitchen. “Glergle,” he repeated. scooping

I’m sorry, you will have to wait to hear about McDonald’s. Listening to this talk by Enkyo Roshi will be of far greater benefit: